Houston, Tranquillity Base here. The Eagle has landed.
In theatre, the main objective is to make the art happy, not the audience! If you have to choose between the audience and the art, always choose the second! You must know that the audience will always pull you down; resist it and fly at the heights like an eagle!
A powerful combination to ensure success is having the vision of an eagle and the heart of a lion.
I like to quote the verse, "I can do all things through Him who gives me strength. " I kind of envision me skiing and God is kind of like an eagle right next to me screeching in my ear that everything is going to be all good. I just try my best and that's all I can ask for.
But of course, what the eagle does not realize is that it is participating in a very crude form of natural selection. One day a tortoise will learn how to fly.
If I were an animal, I would be an eagle.
When the Eagle landed on the moon, I was speechless—overwhelmed, like most of the world. Couldn't say a word. I think all I said was, 'Wow! Jeez!' Not exactly immortal. Well, I was nothing if not human.
There are believers who by God's grace, have climbed the mountains of full assurance and near communion, their place is with the eagle in his eyrie, high aloft; they are like the strong mountaineer, who has trodden the virgin snow, who has breathed the fresh, free air of the Alpine regions, and therefore his sinews are braced, and his limbs are vigorous; these are they who do great exploits, being mighty men, men of renown.
Shall eagles not be eagles? wrens be wrens? If all the world were falcons, what of that? The wonder of the eagle were the less, But he not less the eagle.
Sometimes I fly like an eagle but with the wings of a wren
Why fly like a hen when you can soar like an eagle?
If you are a sparrow, don't attack the eagle; be wise! If you are an eagle, don't attack the sparrow; be just!
As a child, I tried to play by the rules. I got very good grades in school; I was an Eagle Scout; and I believed in all of it.
A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind.
Life consists in molting our illusions. We form creeds today only to throw them away tomorrow. The eagle molts a feather because he is growing a better one.